So.
Today I come home from my daily visit to the local llamas/horse/ducks and cool off with a popsicle…

SCRITCHY SCRATCH!

. . . .?! What was THAT?– Then I saw that Mr. Squirrel wanted my popsicle. A pane of glass and several window blinds were in his way, unfortunately.

We stared each other down for a good half-minute, and as I raised my phone to capture photographic proof, he skittered off. So here’s a quick lil painting of the moment!